What are your fears

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**hotsauceman1**

Simple, What are you afraid of? Like what makes you sieze up and what do you hate?
I hate latters, They scare the living gak out of me for some reason im not sure of, same with stairs.
Im also afraid of driving at night, people seem to get crazy driving at night.

**Cheesecat**

Heights and clothes shopping.

**ScootyPuffJunior**

hotsauceman1 wrote:
I hate latters

Ladders? I used to be afraid of heights as a child, but having to work on ladders, elevated platforms, and in shafts helped me get over it.

I'm terrified of hypodermic needles (borderline trypanophobia) and things like having to have blood drawn can cause me to pass out. That and house centipedes. I don't mind spiders and other creepy crawlies, but house centipedes give me the willies real bad.

**slk28850**

Getting a papercut on my eyeball, burning to death or being eaten alive.

**Cheesecat**

Needles and wasps.

**Coolyo294**

Spiders and DBQ's.

**TheCustomLime**

Death. Just... death.

**Captain Fantastic**

empty buildings. They scare the feth out of me. Just looking into empty windows makes me feel like I'm being watched and judged.

I love living in the city, but the sheer number of abandoned buildings literally paralyzes me with fear, to the point that I can't walk around at night. I'm not afraid of people, but the streets and streets of uninhabited buildings watching me.

Emptyness in general is horrifying. when you're out in the middle of nowhere, not a soul in reach and miles and miles of empty space separating you from where you need to be.

blindness. I would rather slit my throat than be blind. or deaf. I would rather slit my throat than a lot of things, but those in particular.

Mutilation. Mutilation is horrifying.

**TheCustomLime**

I dunno, I always found a beauty to emptiness. Like this is what reality would be like if we weren't here. As if I'm observing what no one else is and that fact makes it more special.

Though empty buildings are creepy. Especially big ones.

**d-usa**

Windows during the night.

I love big windows during the day time, lots of light and pretty views.

But at night, just having those giant black squares staring back at me...I'm always expecting something to suddenly show up.

**motyak**

Spiders. I talk to the one that likes to weave webs in front of my door every day, attempting to placate it with niceties so that when I come home at night there isn't a great big web hitting me in the face as I walk sleepily to the door.

**Jihadnik**

Monkeys...I hate and fear them...a monkey chased me in Bali and I've never run so fast in my life. Dirty little buggers!

**the shrouded lord**

heights.
in fifth grade we had to climb a telephone pole and jump off (harnessed of course)
I got three quarters of the way, jumped off and cried for 15 minutes.

when I was 4-8 I was terrified that my mother would matrix out and turn into an agent. I thank my dad for that.

**StarTrotter**

1. That scene where Aragorn opens up the two giant doors in the LoTR (Oh please no stop it ;-; mom sister stop replaying this scene)
2. Clothing shopping... Why?
3. (it is illogical) immortality
4. Being alone (in the true lone sense. Everybody you know leaving you, forgetting you, etc)

**poda_t**

TheCustomLime wrote:
Death. Just... death.

What about it? I'm fine with death, but when trying to think myself into either end of the spectrum, I just draw a blank and struggle to understand not being, I just imagine myself in a vacuum that contains no light, no heat no air, no noise, just and endless void. Like a mind permanently trapped within itself, free to slip into madness. That's when I get claustrophobic, and also realize I don't have a frame of reference, can't understand not being, and then try to work it out all the more, making me about as big As this wee pixel on your screen right------------->. Here.

**Gitzbitah**

Candleja---

**ProfessionalAmateur**

The slow and inevitable passage of time implacably destroying everyone and everything I hold dear.

Also jellyfish, screw jellyfish.

**timetowaste85**

Bees and raccoon. Apparently, I just learned that the plural form of raccoon is also raccoon. I was chased by a rabid one when I was a kid. I suppose I should be afraid of rabies instead, but my youthful mind became afraid of raccoon. They don't bother me at all on tv, while bees in all forms and photography scare the hell out of me. Feth bees. They all need to die. The wasps have to go first. If it flies and it stings you, I consider it a bee. The list is long. Let them all die.

edit-apparently I have to edit my post, because the site found the shortening of the word "raccoon" to be racist. Clearly I am talking about the furry little garbage digging varmint that carries rabies, not any member of the human race. Grrr...

**Ma55ter_fett**

Small spaces where I can't move or turn around.

**SkavenLord**

Being hated by people. The thought that someone might hold a grudge against me and might use that grudge against me can lead to several days full of worry, especially if that person is someone I know or if that person has already done something bad to me because of the hate. Because of this, I tend to apologize quite a bit for things I have or might not have even done and stay away from debates or conflicts.

**RossDas**

Uncontrolled dogs that are too powerful/numerous for me to easily overcome.

**TheCustomLime**

poda_t wrote:
TheCustomLime wrote:
Death. Just... death.

What about it? I'm fine with death, but when trying to think myself into either end of the spectrum, I just draw a blank and struggle to understand not being, I just imagine myself in a vacuum that contains no light, no heat no air, no noise, just and endless void. Like a mind permanently trapped within itself, free to slip into madness. That's when I get claustrophobic, and also realize I don't have a frame of reference, can't understand not being, and then try to work it out all the more, making me about as big As this wee pixel on your screen right------------->. Here.

That's the thing. There's nothing. Your mind isn't there at all. You can't perceive what's there since you are no longer there. And the fact that we all end is, what I feel, the great cosmic horror.

If you want to know what not existing is like, consider this: Hours go by between you dreaming and you waking up. It felt like the dream had just ended when you woke up didn't it? That "void" between you stop dreaming and you waking up is pretty much what nonexistence is like.

**necrovamp**

Horses, cows, bulls, basically any big 4 legged animal in a field.

In re enactment, when I run away from the horse it is not re enactment, it is real terror, they scare the gak out of me.

Worms and maggots too, hate the damn things so much i cannot go within a foot of them...ewww

**Valkyrie**

Needles. Many biology lessons have ended with me passed out on the floor when something gory is mentioned. Of course, being a halfwit I went to give blood once to try to get over it. Didn't work, I had a panic attack and passed out on the bed and my girlfriend had to look after me for roughly an hour afterwards. Pretty ironic though that I do fencing, which is essentially being repeatedly stabbed with a giant needle.

Swarms of things, particularly insects. It's not so much of a fear, but when you see a bunch of ants swarming over something it just makes my skin crawl so much.

Public speaking.

**curran12**

Thunder and thunderstorms.

Even Minecraft thunderstorms stress me out.

**Leigen_Zero**

Most insects (particularly spiders and wasps) and ESPECIALLY mantids, crickets, grasshoppers.
(basically, any insects that can sting or bite, and are capable of sudden rapid erratic movements)

and in it's own entry because I hate them so much: MOTHS!

Bodies of water that I cannot see the bottom of.

Any form of dentistry, but this is due to a bad experience with a poorly executed root canal when I was about 14, last time I had a filling done I gripped the chair so hard I left nail marks

**Blacksails**

Heights.

I'm a student pilot. Go figure.

I'm good in an aircraft, but I shake when I have to climb on top of the damn thing for the inspection.

**Grimskul**

Being tortured by a very skilled sadist who can keep me alive as long as possible with sterilized torturing gear and does things like slowly flaying my skin while I'm conscious, pulling out fingernails and removing other appendages. Basically the pain and fear of extended torment, not so much fear of death by torture.

Fear of failure would be another to a certain extent but not to the point where I would freeze and go into a fetal position about it.

Getting sodomized would probably be another. DON'T DROP THE SOAP!

**iproxtaco**

Deep water. Even just a picture or video involving really deep, dark ocean scares me shitless.

**Dr. What**

I've participated in an autopsy and have no qualms with decaying flesh and maggots (I had to do some college lab simulations involving the decay of chickens after they'd been maimed in different ways).

However, I absolutely hate deep water/swimming in general. I have no idea why, but it's my greatest fear.